This is a song about "Model"

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Never said i was a role model so don't point

Just the model, a dozen hallows is tough to swallow

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Haters learn to bear, i'm lovie smith with the vocals

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

Up to a nigga. what type of role model am i? i love my brotha and i don't want

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Follow the vogue model hunny, ya beauty is straight crummy

But i spit faster than model bitches that never get fatter

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

I know you do your thing, but be a role model,